Pancakes

Lately, my little fella has been very interested in the toilet. Thankfully he keeps his hands out of it (so far, anyway.) Although I can't say the same for keeping his hands out of his pants. We affectionately call him, "Stinky Fingers" b/c, I kid you not, the child has his fingers in his butt crack at least once in every two-minute span of the day. I need to invest in more onesies! He thinks he would like to "go potty" but we have tried a few times & it has amounted to him enjoying a nice long squat & throwing loads of TP into the toilet. Ha! The past few days, I have seen him pour things into the toilet: a glass of water, a cup of chocolate milk (gross to find in the toilet & dried on the seat looks very questionable; if you come to my house & use my toilets, please keep this in mind).

This morning I made Isaac some pancakes for breakfast. The "silver five" size, if you speak IHOP lingo. I heard Isaac close the toilet when I was coming down the stairs & ran in to find him squishing his hands together. Gross. So we washed his hands & I determined that the squish was all pancake syrup. My boy loves sugar. Especially syrup. Last week we dog-sat & he got the syrup & poured it all over poor Bella. She smelled like pancakes. She was thoroughly crusty by the end of the week but I waited till the night before departure for a bath because I knew Isaac would just decorate her again ;0) So back to this morning...after concluding there was no toilet water on his hands & cleaning him up, I opened the toilet to check on his shenanigans. There sat one whole pancake in the toilet, and syrup all over the seat. Silly boy! I wanted to take a pic but Chad found it & flushed it before I could get to it. You're spared that sight for today :)